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Rachel Riott

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[10 Jun 2009|03:25am]
[ mood | energetic ]

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Sour home Chicago [17 Aug 2007|04:17am]
I never did a post-Chicago update, so here it is, a month late.

Chicago was wonderful, it was so nice being home, I truly didn't want to leave.

Friday I saw Allister's last show ever. I realize they're horribly poppy but I have so many memories attached to that band, I remember moving to Florida when I was eighteen and playing the hell out of Dead Ends and Girlfriends. Then all the concerts Vicky and Heather and I would go to. Scott calling me his stalker, singing the song "Jacob" with my name inserted into the song, "Rachel thinks I'm gay" (he totally is), playing video games in their van, watching Tim to birthday cake shoved into his face. Anyway, a lot of good memories with that band and I teared up at the end. It was so emotional, all the past band members came out and sang with them and you could just tell they really loved what they were doing. It was incredible, that band had been together ten years and toured the world.

Saturday we go the worlds best pizza, Bill's Pub Double Decker just cheese (totally better than sex, I'm so serious) then went to Dekalb but I was in a sour mood and totally overdressed. But I got Dairy Queen and got to meet Sharon's gorgeous boyfriend. Which was awesome.

Sunday I went to lunch with Chris Gutierrez, or HeyChris for those of you who have no idea who I'm talking about. We got Thai food and he was a total gentleman, held the door and helped me order food (I've never had Thai food before, shut it). We talked for over an hour then we walked around the city. It was Fruity's birthday so we walked down to Best Buy where he bought me a pop (total gentleman) and we went to Walgreens to pick out a birthday card then he had to get home to get ready for the party. Then Sharon picked me up and we went to see Transformers (again) because I am a sucker for giant alien robots and barely legal Jews.

Monday I got a Broccoli and Ham and Cheese omelette, if you know me, you know how much I love them and there's only one restaurant that will make them for me. Then I saw Knocked Up (again) because I am a sucker for dirty jokes and chubby Jews.

Then Tuesday I had to come home, but not before we got Coldstone.

I've decided that I'm moving back this time next year, which is why I'm at work on my night off. I opened a savings account (to prove how serious I am) and I decided I need $5,000 to move with so I have like, $400. Haha, totally on my way.

Pictures of Sharon and I and Chris and I on my myspace.

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[27 Jun 2006|06:25pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Despite my insane amount of school work, I really want to rp Mac/Stella with someone. I'm really into Mac's character right now and I don't think writing about him is enough, I think I want to write as him.

In other news I got a 24/25 on my Police and Society midterm and a 96% on my Women and Crime test. That's right motherfuckers I own this shit. Who cares if I never have sex!?! I'm getting A's!!

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So awesome! [18 Jun 2006|12:20am]

Who else is love?
pseudomonas me scripsit anno 2005
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[15 Jun 2006|04:00am]
[ mood | loved ]

Due to the fact that I went on a movie buying spree and that deadendsongs bought my birthday present already I'm posting an updated version of my Amazon wish list.

My Amazon Wish List!

If that link doesn't work you can search by email address rachelriott@hotmail.com.

Friday is my little brother's twenty-first birthday. I'm taking him drinking, his girlfriend is ... well ... giving him two kids.

And on a totally different note, if you were wondering what is, and is not, silly...


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[13 Jun 2006|10:55am]
[ mood | frustrated ]

The Bluebird - Charles Bukowski

There’s a bluebird in my heart that

Wants to get out

But I’m too tough for him,

I say, stay in there, I’m not going

To let anybody see


There’s a bluebird in my heart that

Wants to get out

But I pour whiskey on him and inhale

Cigarette smoke

And the whores and bartenders

And the grocery clerks

Never know that


In there.

There’s a bluebird in my heart that

Wants to get out

But I’m too tough for him,

I say,

Stay down, do you want to mess

Me up?

You want to blow my book sales in


There’s a bluebird in my heart that

Wants to get out

But I’m too clever, I only let him out

At night sometimes

When everybody’s asleep.

I say, I know that you’re there,

So don’t be


Then I put him back,

But he’s singing a little

In there, I haven’t quite let him


And we sleep together like


With our

Secret pact

And it’s nice enough to

Make a man

Weep, but I don’t

Weep, do


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My feelings on life... [08 Jun 2006|09:16am]
[ mood | Why isn't 'growl' a mood? ]

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My birthday! [02 May 2006|05:17am]
[ mood | hopeful ]

Check it out!!

And because I know you guys want to shower me with gifts! [I typed "shower me with girls" ... totally different, but if you have no money, that's a good alternative!]

Buy me stuff!

There's lots of cheap stuff and if you can buy used you can get me more than one thing!

-is a greedy bitch-

Actually I'm not really, it's just, my parents aren't getting me anything and I want something to open. -sad face-

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